Homer: Um, is this the chair I'll be sitting on?
Smithers: Yeah.
[Homer plays with the chair]
Now, I realize caring for Mr. Burns seems like a big job,
but... actually it's just 2,800 small jobs.
Homer: Uh huh. But this _is_ the chair, right?
Smithers: Your new duties will include: answering Mr. Burns' phone,
preparing his tax return, moistening his eyeballs, assisting
with his chewing and swallowing, lying to Congress, and some
light typing.
-- Typing? My whole plan down the--,
"Homer the Smithers"